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The moment I stepped into my nest, a sense of quiet washed over me, like sinking into still water after a storm. The noise of the hallways, the stares, and whispered words faded to nothing, leaving only the soft glow of string lights and the familiar comfort of my carefully constructed space. I let out a long breath, dropping my bag and sinking onto the plush mattress. The Garnet rested against my collarbone, warm, steady—a quiet pulse of power grounding me, connecting me to the magic that was now mine.…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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The bread was still in my hand when I woke, cold and stale, its edges rough against my palm. It was real. Solid. A stark reminder of something I hadn't considered in what felt like an eternity: survival. I stared at the meager offering, its weight echoing the stranger's words in my mind. "There will be a time when you'll have to make a choice—live or die." The choice should have been obvious. Most people fought to live, clinging desperately to the thread of life. But me? I didn't know if I wanted to…
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11.4 K • Ongoing
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It didn’t take long for me to fill Saul in on what had happened to me moments ago and last week. The fury on his face would have comforted me, but the numbness inside of me took over after my emotions ran high earlier. So, after filling him in, he told me to come back tomorrow after I got some rest and fed both myself and Samwise. Since he was kind enough to give me a sandwich, I knew that would be easy. Water fell incessantly against the muscles of my back, soaking my hair and cascading around my…
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58.3 K • Completed - Edited
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They had hair that was pulled back but not gelled in place. Their eyes were the most intense red that glowed, and their ears were full of piercings. They wore a dark suit with a red tie and kept a hand in their pocket casually. But the most mesmerizing thing about him was his tattoos. Half his face and entire neck were covered with them. I was too far away to see if they had any real shape, but from what I could tell, they moved. “Who are you?” I asked. “You can call me Draven.” They…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I woke with the dawn, the first rays of sunlight filtering through the gauzy curtains of our nest in the living room. The warmth of Axel's body was a comforting weight against my side, his steady breathing a soothing rhythm in the quiet of the morning. But as I shifted, I realized that the others were absent from our makeshift bed. My heart clenched at the thought, a ripple of anxiety threatening to break the peaceful stillness of the morning. The previous night had been a cocoon of safety and affection,…
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77.2 K • Completed
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The sun was just beginning to peek through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I stretched languidly, feeling the comforting presence of my alphas all around me. Jin was already up, his side of the bed cool to the touch, a sure sign he'd been awake for a while. The sound of hushed voices drifted in from the other room. I recognized Pietro's thick Russian accent, his words too low for me to discern. I rose from the nest, a sense of unease prickling at the back of my mind. Something had…
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77.2 K • Completed
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She was lying in the room next to me, and I normally wouldn’t care much; this isn’t the first person that Mother decided she wanted to ‘save’ that slept in that room. But it was the first person who openly killed someone. The Xiomara I knew was a tough girl. I would give her that. No, she wasn’t a coward despite what Xavier and Gideon say. Especially that delicious detail of her taking a life. Not any life but the life of her abusive father. I wanted to pick her brain, but would she allow…
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86.0 K • Ongoing
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I doubled over, a soft whimper slipping past my lips as the familiar ache of an impending heat spread through my belly, threatening to drop me to my knees. I had heard stories of omegas who succumbed to their heat in public, the scent of their slick drawing alphas like moths to a flame, but I refused to become one of those cautionary tales. I fought against the rising tide of desire, my hands clenching into fists at my sides as I willed the heat spike to pass. But it was a losing battle, one that left me…
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77.2 K • Completed
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The scent of my nest surrounded me, a fragrant fortress woven from years of solitude. Each blanket, every knitted afghan bore the marks of my clumsy fingers, a testament to the countless hours spent in quiet rebellion against my father's iron will. I smiled as I traced the erratic stitches, recalling the little girl who had sought refuge here when the world outside grew too harsh. "Soon, this will all be behind me," I whispered to the silence, the words as much a promise as a farewell. With a gentle…
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77.2 K • Completed
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The light shining on my face made me raise my arm over my eyes to block it, but as my skin touched the back of my eyelids did I remember I wasn't supposed to be here. I can't even fucking kill myself right. I turned my sore and achy body away from the window and hugged my knees to my chest underneath the thin sheet that covered me. The room was bright, decorated in soft blues and creams. Even though I didn't get a good look, I could tell the window was open because it let in a salty sea breeze,…
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21.3 K • Completed - Edited
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